This is a habit that Chen Feng has developed all along, in addition to an assault rifle and a sniper rifle.

He always picks up another pistol!

And since he participated in competitions in China, no one has ever seen him take out this pistol.

And today, he finally took it out!

Similarly, it was not only the domestic audience who were shocked, but also the audience in the stadium at this moment also let out sighs.

Someone actually forced the god in their eyes to use a third weapon!

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two held the pistols in their hands, kept pulling the triggers, and shot at each other!

And wherever the two people's crosshairs are pointing, it's the other person's head!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots from the two pistols came one after another, and finally... the sound suddenly stopped as the last crisp gunshot fell behind.

A kill prompt appears in the upper right corner.

Morrison wins!

Almost as soon as the kill prompt appeared in the upper right corner, noisy footsteps could be heard in the house.

The Qingkong Modao team, which had been ambushing outside for a long time, rushed in at the moment when Chen Feng and Morrison decided the winner!

Faced with the impact of four people, Morrison simply did not resist and allowed the four people from the Qingkong Mo Island team to kill him.

The whole scene came to a standstill as Morrison fell to the ground, and the scene was frozen.

"Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"

In the ob screen, these eight characters appeared!

It was announced that the first game of the London Invitational Tournament had ended.

"It's a pity that although Morrison finally killed player Chen Feng, he was eliminated by the Qingkong Modao team who had been ambushing him outside for a long time!"

"However... we can see on the ranking list that Morrison's team is far ahead in the standings and is in the first place!"

As soon as the Golden Wave host finished his first sentence, thunderous applause erupted from the scene, which was deafening!

"This is our God!"

"If our god is given thirty seconds, he will definitely be able to fight one against four and win the chicken successfully!"

"It's so abominable, they actually took advantage of our god's weakest moment to launch a sneak attack!"

The audience at the scene talked a lot, and the host with golden waves also continued.

"The second place is Team Qingkong Modao who successfully won the chicken in the first game, and the third place is Team lyb."

"Okay, now the first game is over. Let the players rest for an hour. The second game will be in FPP mode!"

…

Domestically, I went to a university e-sports club.

In the e-sports club, everyone gathered together. The eldest sister, Ying Yingying, was sitting at the front with her long legs casually draped on the table in front of her.

The back was also full of people, and many people even stood there because there was no room.

In front of them, the game screen of this London Invitational Tournament is projected.

The moment Chen Feng was knocked down, she even threw away the half-eaten potato chips she was holding in her arms.

"What are you doing? Damn it! I'm just one shot away!" the eldest sister yelled helplessly!

"It's just a tiny bit missing, just a tiny bit missing. Why did this kid empty his gun at the critical moment?" Li Zheng also sighed helplessly.

Li Zheng had nothing to do recently, so he searched through major websites and finally found a mosaic version of the last game between the on.1 team and the Ragnarok team.

And this scene now is just like that scene back then!

A trace, a trace!

Another slight difference! It’s so similar to the scene three years ago!

Moreover, it was Chen Feng who faced this gringo named Morrison again.

Could it be that this foreigner is a loser to this guy?

"But fortunately, our Jedi goddess won first place!" Li Zheng sighed.

"What's the point of being first? The points were increased by thirty points!" Ying Yingying said depressedly. Although she also liked Chen Yijun, she preferred Hana, who had a beautiful voice and a sweet voice.

Little sister.

Thirty minutes, that’s six heads!

God knows why this League of Gods team formed by gringos is so powerful. The advantage in heads alone has wiped out the points in the rankings, and even surpassed them by 30 points!

…

London.

In a corner of the venue.

"Oh, it's like this again." Guo Ran, who looked at the ob screen and still had the scene where Morrison knocked down Chen Feng just now in his mind, couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiao Feng was almost able to win back then, and it is like this again, and... the boss just said that Morrison was not as strong as Xiao Feng back then, but now he is better than Xiao Feng, so wouldn't this London Invitational be another Morrison?

Will Mori have the last laugh?"

Speaking of this, Guo Ran couldn't help but clenched his fists.

He would never forget Morrison's angry, proud look and smile after the on.1 team suffered a defeat against Morrison's Twilight of the Gods.

Even now it sounds extremely annoying.

Zhou He on the other side took a deep breath and said nothing. This scene was very similar to before.

The only difference is that they are no longer standing next to Chen Feng. They have no way to escort Chen Feng, no way to help him set up his gun, and no way to help him defend the enemies behind him.

Su Liyang, who was sitting between Guo Ran and Zhou He, didn't show much emotion. He was still the same as before, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Don't worry, there are still two rounds, and the outcome is not certain yet. I admit that Morrison is indeed much stronger than he was then, and much stronger than Xiaofeng now, but... he also has his own now.

shortcoming!"

"Shortcomings?" Guo Ran frowned and looked at Su Liyang next to him, "Boss, what are you referring to?"

"Morrison today is very much like Xiao Feng three years ago, and even better than Xiao Feng three years ago."

"I understand!" Guo Ran nodded slowly.

"This is an opportunity." Su Liyang said.

…

On the other side, at the front of the venue, the view is also the best.

When Qingkong Modao won the first place, Anna, who was Chen Yijun's little fan girl, immediately jumped up with joy.

"Wow, Xiaoyu, look, look, Goddess Blue has won the first place. It's really great. I knew that Morrison is definitely not the opponent of Goddess Blue, even though there is a thirty-point difference in points.

, but I believe that the Blue Goddess will definitely lead the team to recover in the next round."

"Xiaoyu, do you think what I said is right?"

Li Xiaoyu looked at Anna who was full of excitement, smiled, and then looked at Xu Moyi next to him.

"Yiyi, he will win...right?"

"Maybe, I don't know."

Xu Moyi returned a smile.
Chapter completed!